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Updated: June 8, 2025
Magnetic close up now. We two fella swim more long way. Bi'mby catch 'em Barrier. One fella catch 'em hand 'Come along, brother, youn-me go outside. "Two fella boy swim-swim-swim. Go outside altogether; leave 'em Barrier behind. Swim; finish; good bye; no come back! Swim where cloud catch 'em sea. Swim up-up-long way up! You see now. Sit down up there altogether.
That one me call 'em dooey-dooey all a same shubel-nose shark, like that fella you bin shoot longa lagoon. Two fella, more big, come close up behind dooey-dooey, two fella black boy. Black boys bin fishing alonga reef close up alonga where red mark, alonga Cape Marlow you know. They bin sit down alonga canoe. Bi'mby spear 'em that dooey-dooey beeg fella, my word!
Plenty times me bin see 'em man finish that way. Mr Limsee he very sorry. We catch that boy. Put han'cup behind, lika that way. My word he carn run away now. Chain alonga leg. Mr Limsee bi'mby send 'em down Cooktown. That fella no more come back. Me bin think he bin get two years. Cap'n he carn stay. Two days that fella dead. He bin good mate, me sorry. Mr Limsee he very sorry.
Get up; tchuk him two time. Head go close up alonga stone. Two fella wrastle all about long time. Cap'n strong fella. That boy more strong. Knock 'em about like anything. Bi'mby come back he have spear three wire spear long handle. Tchuk 'em spear. Catch 'em Cap'n longa side here. Wire come out nother side here. He carn stay tumble down. Good boy that; my mate long time.
Cut 'em up beef from bone; put beef in bark, put white paint alonga bark, tie 'em up and hung up 'em a longa dilly-bag. My word, puff! Bi'mby you se-mell 'em stink." George was not pressed to display his accomplishments. He chose during many months to hold himself in reserve, and to live up to the reputation of being quite a scholar, as far as scholarship goes among blacks.
Mickie's views as to the future are not quite explicit. "Suppose me go bung, me go alonga sky. Bi'mby jump up 'nother fella." He is not at all certain whether the transformation would be into a white man or not; in fact he appears absolutely indifferent. Another time he will say "Suppose me go bung. Good-bye, finish; no come back. Plenty fella alonga Palm Island go bung. He no come back."
He was reminded that he was a good fellow, and that one of the members of the camp was notoriously a rogue. "Mootee go along a you, all asame place? That fella no good. You good fella." "Yes," he answered. "All one track me fella go. Good track blenty tchugar-bag, blenty hegg, blenty wallaby, close up. You no wan' run about. Catch 'em blenty close up. Bi'mby me go long way.
And the hole it goes a long, long way under the mountain. It is a bad place, a very bad place. No one has ever been there. Suppose any fella go inside, bi'mby that fella sick, bi'mby that fella die. Braving all the honest traditions, one fine day I took a lantern in the boat and induced the boys to row to the entrance of the cave.
The moustache became thinner and thinner, until the lip was as bare as a baby's cheek, while the fraudulently youthful appearance gave obvious satisfaction. As we sat enjoying the cool moonlight, Mickie announced that Jinny desired an interview. "All right, Mickie, tell her come along." "No, bi'mby. When finish wash 'em plate." That duty disposed of, Mickie "Now Boss." "Well, come along, Jinny.
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